Day #213
Thinking about Arthur Miller’s words (#209) I have to say that I miss my sweetheart when I am away from her. I don’t know how to put into words what she means to me. I am a lucky man to have stumbled into her life. It is revealing to say it was words that brought us together (another story perhaps). Words brought us together, I love to write, a coincidence possibly, but a fortunate one for sure.
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